My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 0137 

Helen’s remarks were biting and unkind. 

Candice’s gaze darkened in response, but she chose not to engage in a dispute with Helen, instead pressing her lips together. 

In contrast, Helen’s scorn grew in response to Candice’s silence. 

“I’ve already made it clear that I won’t approve of my son marrying someone from your background,” she 

declared disparagingly. “Since you’re now involved with the Baldwins, you should leave my son and retain 

some self–respect,” 

Candice maintained her composed demeanor, and met Helen’s gaze, calmly responding, “That’s a 

conversation you should have with Sonia.” 

Helen scoffed mockingly, and was about to retort when Alex returned from the study. 

Turning to Alex, Helen reminded him in a neutral tone, “Remember your dinner appointment with Ms. Landor 

this weekend.” 

Alex paused momentarily, his face unreadable. “I haven’t given my consent,” he replied. 

“I’m not seeking your consent, merely informing you,” Helen retorted. 

Leaving Elysian Manor, Alex looked visibly upset. 

Noticing the tension in him, Candice frowned slightly. She was reluctant to stay with him when he was in such 

a poor mood. 

As she moved to the driver seat, Alex halted her. “Let me drive.” 

Observing his still–icy demeanor, she cautioned, “Driving while upset isn’t wise.” 

Alex’s stern gaze landed on her and challenged, “Are you in any state to drive?” 

Feeling unsettled after Helen’s provocation and faced with Alex’s adamant attitude, Candice silently handed 

him the keys and settled into the passenger seat. 

Her car, while not extravagant, was a practical, moderately priced vehicle. She was comfortable with it, though. 

Alex seemed less so. 

He clicked his tongue and asked, “Did you give all your earnings to your mother? You can’t even afford a better 

car.” 

Candice’s reply was straightforward, “It’s merely for transportation. I don’t require luxury.” 

Alex refrained from further comments. 

Rather than heading directly home, he diverted to a street opposite the fondue Candice had visited earlier. 

“What brings us here?” she asked, surprised. 

“Picking someone up.” Alex replied succinctly. 

415 BONIOS 

Soon after, Alex neatly parked the car. Candice watched as Sonia stepped out of a nearby restaurant 

Initially, Sonia didn’t notice them, but then Alex honked the hom and lowered the window. 

Sonia spotted Candice in the passenger seat, her expression transforming into one of shock. 

She froze briefly before regaining her composure, and when she spoke her voice was soft, but her surprise was evident. “Lex, why are you two together?” 

Although she addressed Alex, her focus was clearly on Candice, seeking an explanation from her. 

Preoccupied on her phone, and in a less–than–ideal mood, Candice preferred not to delve into their situation. 

Alex maintained a calm demeanor as he explained. “I needed to retrieve some documents from my family 

home.* 

Sonia bit her lip, unsure how to respond. 

Alex looked up at her, suggesting gently, “Come on, I’ll drive you home.” 

Sonia had been with Alex long enough to sense the dissatisfaction in his voice. 

She took a moment to compose herself, quickly hiding her feelings, and nodded in agreement. 

Energetically, she said, “You wouldn’t believe it. Julie and the rest had just left. They were waiting for you 

earlier.” 

Her words came to an abrupt halt when she instinctively moved to open the passenger door and caught 

Candice’s quiet stare. 

Pausing, she turned to Alex for guidance. 

With her bag on her lap, Candice coldly informed Sonia, “This car is mine, I just lent it to Alex for the time being. 

She had no obligation to vacate her seat for Sonia. 

Alex’s hand remained on the steering wheel. He turned to Candice and questioned, with a hint of criticism,” Are you really going to nitpick?” 

Candice firmly suggested, “You can drop us at the office, then use your own vehicle to return home.” 

Her demeanor was notably more decisive that evening. 

Alex observed her briefly before responding with a snicker. 

Finally, Sonia settled in the back seat, eyeing the documents. “Lex, are you planning to take all these files home?” 

As she reached out for a file, Candice sharply commanded, “Don’t touch it.” 

213. 213. 

Sonia was startled and asked, “What’s wrong?” 

“They’re in chronological order. Don’t mess them up.” 

With an awkward apology, Sonia retracted her hand and said, “Sorry, Candice.”